Alaric's Pov BANG! The shot rang out and slammed into his thigh. Briovic screamed like an animal who was caught in a hunter’s trap. The sound echoed off the steel walls, a high-pitched, animalistic scream that was music to my ears. “Still think I was lying?” I muttered. He rolled on the ground, clutching his bleeding leg, cursing, sputtering. “You shot me! YOU CRAZY…” Click. Another gunshot. He froze. He looked up at me with wide, bloodshot eyes. I had the gun aimed at his chest. Then click again. However, nothing came out of the gun. I didn't see the splatter of blood I expected to see nor another scream of agony I was eager to hear. He smirked weakly, “You are out of bullets.” I smiled right back, cracking my knuckles, “I don’t need bullets to kill you, Briovic.” I dropped the gun and walked towards where he had dropped the metal pipe that there was blood on and picked it up. It was the same rusted metal pipe he had used to beat Rhea and leave wounds all over her body.
Alaric's Pov “You had a few other things here and there and because you were able to avoid going to jail most of the times, you had the guts to continue doing wicked things but after a stunt you pulled with the family member of a well known family who could easily crush you with their little finger, you went into hiding. Or rather… I had asked people to capture you and hide you.” “Huh? Wait… It was you? You were the person who had me kidnapped and stashed away inside that dark house for so long?! How dare you do such a thing to me?!” “If you had stayed out obediently and without causing trouble, maybe… Just maybe, you would have been able to live out your life a little longer, however, you made a huge mistake.” I could tell that Briovic didn't understand what I was trying to tell him, but it didn't matter because I would break it down so much that even a little child would be able to understand what I was trying to say. “The family whom had been targeting you all these while, the
Alaric's Pov “Well, well… The hero has arrived to save the damsel in distress. It took you quite a while. I was beginning to think you weren't going to come and that her calling you was just a joke. It's even a wonder how she was able to get network despite what I did. Very impressive, that woman you have there. How about you give her to me? I promise I'll treat her well.” The man leered at Rhea, licking his lips and taking his eyes all over her body. I clenched my fists so tightly that my nails dug into my skin. Stay calm, Alaric. Stay calm. If you make any rash moves, Rhea is going to get hurt. “She's my wife so you can't have her.” I replied calmly, “However, if there's something else you want for an exchange, I'll give it to you and you can give me back my wife and her bodyguard. How about that?” I said slowly, my eyes glancing at Rhea for a short time before turning back to him. “Well…” He placed a finger under his child and tapped it thoughtfully, playing with the gu
Rhea's Pov I scoffed but said nothing. There was blood in my throat and in my mouth, so I couldn't speak. But I made sure that my eyes could convey everything that I wanted to say. And it made him angry. But he controlled his anger, instead, a very evil smirk appeared on his lips. My heart shook in fear. What was he planning now? He walked away, towards the darker places of the warehouse. For one second, a stupid second, I thought he was done. That maybe… Maybe, he’d had enough and was tired of hitting me. Maybe he would angrily leave and wouldn't come back for a while so I could lick my wounds. But that smirk should’ve warned me.He didn’t stay for long. Because a few seconds later, he came back holding a short metal pipe. It was rusted and some parts of it were already falling apart. If that thing touched the wounds I already had, they would get infected so badly. What was he planning on doing with it? He spinned the pipe in his hands, smirking as he stared at me. My brows furrow
Rhea's Pov My breath hitched. Twenty minutes? Of him hitting me? Without a sound? My heart jumped. Could I do that? Could I really endure that kind of pain without a single cry? I’d never been in a fight in my life, let alone been subjected to that kind of harm. My stomach churned, and a wave of nausea washed over me. I’m not strong enough to endure something like that. I’m just not. I’m a coward. I know it, I’ll break. I’ll cry out. And then Marcus… It would put us in more danger. I can't do it. My gaze flickered to Marcus on the ground. He was barely moving, a pale, bloodied shadow of himself. The thought of him dying because of my weakness, because I couldn't bear a few minutes of pain… A sharp, burning resolve ignited within me. No. I wouldn’t let that happen. Not to him. He had risked his life for me and was always ready to do that despite the fact that we were not very close. I'm sure that he would have had the chance to escape without me. I'm very sure. But he didn't. My
Rhea's Pov “Ugh! Ugh! Ack!” I heard groans coming from my side as I slowly opened my eyes. My head was throbbing and somehow, I felt warmness in my throat, like I was about to throw up or something. However, I held it in and looked at the source of the noise. The stalker was hitting Marcus who had fallen on the ground, he had a bleeding wound just above his chest and a little under his shoulders. There was blood dripping down the corner of Marcus’s lips and I could tell that he was fighting to keep himself conscious. How long has it been since I went unconscious? “You fucker! How dare you speak to me like that?! You crazy fucker!” The stalker continued to hit him until Marcus suddenly fell to the ground, his head hitting the concrete ground hard. “Marcus!” I yelled out his name in panic, my eyes wide, “Let me go! Marcus!” I screamed, years already starting to gather at the corner of my eyes. He was bleeding. He was bleeding very seriously. “Oh? The little princess is awake?” “Le